A/N: This chapter gets pretty tense towards the end and I will place a trigger warning on this for rape so if that makes you uncomfortable or will trigger something, either don't read it or please be careful. I care about you and message me if you need to talk about anything. Remember that I love you all :)
Alice knew she had to escape from Pan. But first she would need a plan. Alice quickly ate the fruit that was there for her. Although she had no idea what kind of fruit it was, it tasted amazing. She scarfed it down because she hadn't eaten in five days. After she finished the last piece of savory fruit, she tried to escape by yanking at the bars of the cage. As she expected, they didn't budge. She sighed and slowly began to figure a way out. She waited, and waited, and waited; when she felt like Pan wasn't watching her, she looked around for something, anything she could use to pick the lock. She tried various sticks she found lying around her cage but they all broke. Despite that, she kept trying until finally she got lucky. She cage door opened. She smiled widely and had to stop herself from laughing with joy. She quickly exited the cage and took off into the forest. It was hard to see through the thick trees, especially at night. She had no idea where she was going, she just hoped she was headed towards the beach. Alice ran through the trees, occasionally looking behind her to see if she was being followed. Once while doing this she smacked into something and landed most indignantly on her butt.
"Now where do you think you're going?" a voice asked
"I-I-I…" Alice couldn't even get a full sentence out before the tall hooded boy grabbed her wrist and began dragging her off in a different direction.
"Pan will be very upset about this" The boy said in an almost excited tone. She was dragged into a camp with a big fire in the middle, smaller huts all around, and boys of varying ages staring at her.
"Pan!" The boy dragging her called up to a hut built in a tree. It was semi-larger than the others. Figures. It was Pan's. Pan descended from the tree house
"Look what I found trying to escape" The boy said. Alice stared up at Pan in fear as she was pushed to her knees by the boy. Pan looked disappointed that she had tried to escape, but he shook it off and his stern face returned.
"Well done Felix." Pan told the boy, "How's about a game boys?!" Pan asked the camp. Cheers came from all around her. "How about…hide and seek?" The boys of the camp cheered and brought out their weapons. Alice turned pale.
"So you want to run darling?" Pan asked her. She caught on to what was going on
"N-no…please…I won't do it again…" She didn't fancy the idea of being hunted down like an animal by a bunch of pre-teen boys with spears, swords and arrows. Pan knelt beside her, leaned close, and whispered in her ear,
"You've got thirty seconds…run little girl. Run" Alice's eyes widen and she took off into the forest once more, running for her life. The boys cheered and chased after her. Pan sat silently by the fire. He didn't want to punish her, but he had to uphold his reputation. Peter sat in silence for about ten minutes before Alice's scream rang across the island. He leaped to his feet
"Alice!" Pan teleported to where the Lost Boys were.
"That's enough. Go back to camp" He ordered. Sullenly the disappointed boys went back to camp, dragging their feet, but not willing to argue with their leader. Felix was the last to disappear out of his sight. He then looked at the ground and saw a trail of blood. He followed it into the forest and when it ended he looked around. Alice was nowhere to be seen. Then he looked up in the surrounding trees.
"Alice dear" he called, "I know you're up in the trees. Come on down kitten. You're safe now. I promise." As he spoke he continued to look up at the trees. In the top of a few trees behind him, Alice sat on a sturdy branch, pressing her bleeding back into the tree. Her blood slowly trailed down the tree's trunk. She had one hand over the entrance of the stab wound that was inflicted on her, and the other pressed tightly against her mouth so Pan wouldn't hear her breathing. She was in pain unlike any she had ever been in.
"Come on love, I'm waiting…" Pan called. Alice stared at the sky in an effort to avoid crying. That was her mistake, the motion caused her to lose her balance and before she knew it, she tumbled to the ground and let out another scream. Her scream chilled Peter's bones. He ran to her side and knelt down. She stared up at him as her eyes watered; the hand that was covering her mouth now clutched the ground next to her. Without saying anything, Peter attempted to remove her hand that was covering her wound. She stiffened it up and refused to move it. Peter knew this by the glare she gave him with her teary eyes.
"Let me help you" he said softly. It still took some effort, but he eventually was able to lift Alice's hand off of her bleeding side. Pan pursed his lips and lifted her up carefully. She let out a small cry as he did. In an instant they were back in Pan's treehouse. He set her on the bed: as he did, the pain finally got to her and she began to cry softly.
"Lift up a sec. love," he instructed gently. She did and he began to lift up her shirt. Alice let out a cry of protest. Peter sighed,
"Your shirt has to come off if you want your wound bandaged." Pan took Alice looking away from him as a sign to continue. Pan lifted her tank-top over her head and laid her back down gently. By now her tears had stopped but she was still in pain.
"I'm going to clean and bandage the front, then the back, then I'm going to wrap it ok?" Pan explained, "I'm not going to lie, it'll probably hurt."
Alice squeezed her eyes shut and prepared for the pain to intensify; when it didn't she opened her eyes again. She saw Pan holding out his hand. It took all her strength to muster up a glare and point it at him. He shrugged and began to clean her wound. She let out a scream and her hand shot up and grabbed his tightly.
"Almost done love." He finished cleaning the wound and then carefully placed a bandage over the entrance wound. He then lifted her up carefully and made her straddle his lap. Under different circumstances she would've been massively embarrassed, but she was in unbelievable pain and she didn't even have enough strength to hold her head up, so it just laid limply on Peter's shoulder. Peter began to clean the exit wound and she screamed into his shoulder. Pan smoothed Alice's hair with his free hand and he whispered,
"Shh. It's ok Alice" He finished cleaning and bandaging her back, then prompted her to stand. She tried but almost instantly crumbled to the floor. Pan caught her and steadied her. He placed her hands on his shoulder so she wouldn't fall over and wrapped his arms around her. He had the bandage wrap in his hands and wrapped her whole stomach area tightly.
"All finished" He whispered into her ear. About halfway through wrapping her, her head had fallen onto his shoulder. He assumed she had just lost the strength to hold it up, but in reality she had lost the strength to stay conscious.
"Alice?" He sighed, picked her up gently and tucked her in his bed.
She awoke the next morning by the sun's warmth beaming on her face; her memory of the night before was fuzzy. She remembered running, pain…horrible pain and Peter. Peter had saved her from dying.
Maybe I misjudged him… She thought to herself, no…one nice deed doesn't account for what he did to me…kidnap me, torture me, send his lost boys to hunt me down like I'm some animal! Her eyes watered, although she knew everyone had forgotten about her already, she wanted to go home. Her thoughts of the safety of home were quickly shattered by the noise of someone about to enter the tree house. She laid her head down, closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep still. Just seconds later, Peter entered the tree house. He walked over to the bed and scanned Alice's "sleeping" body.
"Hm, still resting" he mused aloud. He gently brushed his hand against her cheek and she instinctively flinched. She opened her eyes and was greeted by Pan's smirk.
"Well, rise and shine darling. Have a good rest?"
She just glared at him and sat up slowly, cringing at the pain it caused her. It took her a few moments to realize that Pan was staring at her with amusement.
"What?!" She snapped. He simply moved his eye down her body, then back up to her eyes. She looked down and realized she was still shirtless and only wearing that spare piece of fabric around her breasts. She quickly wrapped her arms around herself.
"Where's my shirt?!" she demanded
"Being mended. It had a hole in it. Must you be so loud?" he asked calmly. Alice felt as though she would explode with anger. He couldn't possibly expect her to run around and island full of adolescent boys shirtless. Then again, he was Peter Pan. Angrily, she turned her back to him so at least she wouldn't feel like he was using x-ray vision on her. She didn't even know if he had that power. But she didn't care.
"Here take this" Peter said
"What? You have another tank-top just lying around that magically fits me?" she asked sarcastically as she waved her hands in the air. But when she turned around she was met with the sight of Peter taking his shirt off. Her heart began to beat really fast
"Stop it!" She mentally scolded herself. She was snapped out of her head by Pan tossing his shirt at her. She caught it.
"You shouldn't just run around half naked like that. There are dangers out there…hormonal teenage boys" He smirked.
"There's a hormonal teenage boy in here too." She glared, but she put on the shirt anyway. As she did, she took a deep breath. She found herself smiling at the smell of the shirt, Peter's smell. It wasn't dirty like one would expect, it smelled like fresh air, sea spray, pine. It was beautiful.
"I didn't realize you could smile" Pan commented sarcastically, "what are you smiling about sunshine?" he asked, pulling out a new shirt and putting it on
"I…" Alice began, thinking she was about to let her walls down and open up, but at the last second she changed her mind, "I was smiling because you're crazy if you think one nice thing is going to make up for the hell you put me through" She finished smugly.
"Huh. You know I can tell when you're lying" He said, then he left the tree house.
"Wait! No you can't!" She followed him out and she found herself atop a high tree on a balcony leaning over the edge. Not to her surprise, Pan was nowhere to be seen, but she was greeted with the eyes of about three dozen boys from ages 5-17.
"Oh…" She said quietly. She climbed down the ladder and stood in front of tree awkwardly until a little boy who couldn't be older than six ran up to her.
"Who are you?" he asked in his little voice
"I'm…I'm Alice" She said
"You're a girl" he pointed out. Alice let out a small laugh
"Yeah, yeah I am"
"Guys! Pan brought us a lost girl!" The younger boys cheered while the older boys eyed her uncomfortably.
"Right…well um…I don't exactly know about that…I um…what's your name?"
"I'm Jesse!" The little boy squeaked, "Will you come play with me?!"
There was a rush of "me too!"s from the other young boys
"Jesse, Pan gave you orders" One of the older boys spoke up
"Aww, but Alex…" Jesse began to complain,
"No," Alice said. She knelt down so she was eye level with Jesse, "What did Pan ask you to do?"
"He asked me to find and pick fruit…"
"I'll come with you. And then once you're done, we can play" Alice gave a small smile
"Really?" Jesse asked excitedly
"Yeah" Alice nodded
"What about me?" another young boy asked, "I wanna play!"
"Alright, if you all do what Pan asked you to do quickly, we can play before the sun goes down." The young boys cheered and ran off to do their various chores. Jesse took Alice's hand and led her into the forest. They spent about half the day picking fruits and putting them into woven baskets.
"There, I think that's enough to make Pan happy wouldn't you say?" she asked him
"Yeah…Are you ok?" he asked her curiously
"Of course, why do you ask?"
"You make hurt faces when you reach for a fruit."
Alice smiled and lifted up her shirt a bit to show her bandages. Jesse gasped
"What happened?" Alice thought of what she could say, how she could explain what Pan did to her. She noticed that all the younger boys were in bed the night before and didn't get to participate in Pan's "game". That's it!
"…played too rough with Pan"
"Pan did that?" The boy looked hurt. Alice realized these boys idolized Peter
"Oh, no, no, no sweetie" She knelt down and put her hands on his shoulders, "Pan helped me, he bandaged me up, made me all better. Now come on, let's get back to camp." She smiled and took his hand. Together they walked back to camp and were soon met with the rest of the younger boys. The group of young lost boys led Alice to a field where they played until the moon rose. A horn rang through the air and one of the boys cried out that it was dinner time. The majority of the boys ran back in the direction of the camp. Alice sat down in the grass and watched them
"Aren't you coming to supper?" Jesse asked her. She looked up at him,
"You go on ahead Jesse, I'll catch up."
"But I want to stay with you"
"Go on, Pan will be expecting you" She smiled, gave him a small kiss on the cheek and a gentle shove in the direction of camp. Jesse looked back concerned, but after a reassuring nod from her, he ran to get his food. Alice laid down in the soft grass and stared at the stars. Neverland was beautiful. She realized that she might hate Pan, but that she didn't have to take it out on the lost boys. Besides, some of the older ones weren't too bad looking. She closed her eyes and sighed, breathing in the fresh air.
"Have a nice day?" A voice interrupted her thoughts. Pan's voice. She opened her eyes, sat up and faced him.
"I was having a wonderful day up until now" she responded.
"Oh? Why is that? All your new friends leave?" he asked, sitting next to her
"No" she smiled sweetly at him, "You showed up" Her face when back to neutral and she stood up and began to walk away
"Oh come on love, that hurts" Pan said, standing up as well
"Not as much as being starved for 5 days and then stabbed!" she called back. Pan appeared in front of her.
"Don't be ungrateful" he warned, "I let you out of that cage, I'll put you back in." Fear flashed in her eyes and Pan smirked, "Now come on darling, eat" he snapped his fingers and they both appeared at camp in front of the fire. This annoyed her
"I hate-" She was cut off by Jesse screaming her name
"Alice!" he ran up and hugged her, plate in hand. She patted him on the back and glared at Peter, who had taken his place around the fire and began to play his flute. It was a pretty little tune, she had to admit. Jesse took her hand and led her to a log around the fire she could sit at, right next to him. She had a small portion of food, but the rest of her night, was filled with various younger lost boys asking her to dance with them, and older ones checking her out. When she sat down to take a break, the fire was almost dead. Many of the other lost boys had already gone to bed, even Pan had disappeared. Jesse sat next to her and eventually fell asleep on her lap. She stroked his curly brown hair gently, picked him up and carried him to a cabin that he had pointed out earlier that day as his. She entered quietly as to not disturb the other lost boys sleeping in the small hut. She saw one empty cot that must have been Jesse's. She carried him over, laid him down, pulled the covers over him and kissed him goodnight. She smiled softly as she walked out of the cabin. The fire was out and only the light of the moon illuminated the quiet camp. Everyone was asleep now. Alice bit her lip, not knowing what to do. She walked over to the log she had been sitting on at dinner. It wasn't much for a bed, but she laid her head down. She was exhausted, those boys had worn her out. She closed her eyes but the darkness was short lived as a laugh caused her to snap her eyes back open.
"What are you doing?" Pan asked mid laugh. She groaned
"You know, you have a really bad habit of interrupting my thoughts" She said as she stood up and walked away
"Where are you going?" Pan called after her
"Away from you!"
"Fine, if you'd rather sleep outside in the cold, suit yourself!"
Alice stopped and practically felt Pan's smirk. She turned around
"As opposed to…?"
"Oh, come now love, you're my guest. You really think I don't have a cabin prepared for you?"
"Well call me crazy, but you don't seem too hospitable. And I believe you used the term prisoner when you first brought me here."
Pan walked up to her
"Prisoner, guest. Same thing"
"Not really"
"So, what'll it be kitten? Outside, or in a cabin?"
"Fine. I'd rather sleep on an actual bed."
"Thought so" he held out his hand. She just stared at him blankly
"Do I have to hold your hand?"
"Of course"
"But why?"
"Because I like it."
"Same question"
"Because it bothers you" He smirked and grabbed her hand. He led her to a cabin on the far end of the camp.
"Here we are love" He said letting go of her hand and gesturing towards the door. She smiled sarcastically
"How sweet" She opened the door and walked in, then turned back to face the door because Pan was still standing there.
"Bye" she said expectantly
"Not even a goodnight kiss?" Pan raised his eyebrows
"Oh of course, silly me! I can't believe I forgot" She walked up to the door, leaned in, and slammed the door in his face.
Alice continued to spend the day with the lost boys and doing her best to avoid Pan. She got into somewhat of a routine on the island. The lost boys started calling her a lost girl; fitting she guessed. Occasionally she would go back to the lake the Pan took her to with the waterfall and bathe herself. Hygiene wasn't something that was stressed on the island for the lost boys. Alice however found it very important. One night, after everyone was asleep, Alice snuck out to the beach, took a canoe and rowed it out to the sea. She continued to row until she saw a pirate ship. She knew she was in trouble. She tried her best to row in the opposite direction, but within seconds pirates had boarded her tiny canoe. She tried to fight them, but they were too strong for her, and she was unarmed. She was roughly shoved into the hands of one pirate to hold her while another tied her hands in front of her. A rope was lowered from the ship and she was ordered to climb. She spit at them. Angrily she was strapped to the back of one of the smelly pirates who climbed up the rope, then dropped her on the deck. All of the pirate crew stood around her making her feel about 2 inches tall as she laid on the deck. The crew parted and a man who was clearly the captain stepped in front of the crowd and looked down at her with an evil smile. She glared up at him. She figured he had to be the captain with the way the crew acted around him, even though he seemed to be younger than the majority of them. Alice guessed him to be around 23.
"Take her to my cabin" He ordered. Then turned around and left back the way he came.
"Wow, rude" Alice thought to herself. She was yanked up by one of the crew members, dragged to the other side of the ship and thrown into the captain's quarters. She got up and made an attempt to run for the door, but it was slammed in her face and locked from the outside. Alice let out a scream of anger and began looking around the cabin for a way to escape. There was a table with navigational charts in one corner, a bed in the center and a wardrobe and chest on the other side of the room. There were windows, but even in her 16 year old body she couldn't possibly fit through one. That and they were all closed. She started over to one and tried to push it open; no dice. As she started to pull on it, the door to the cabin opened and the young captain stepped in.
"Don't even try it sugar" He said. Alice turned around and gave him a glare that could kill
"Let me go" She demanded
"Now why would Peter Pan's lost girl be out at sea in the middle of the night hm?" He asked, ignoring her demand.
"I'm not his lost girl. And if you think for one second that you'll get anything from him because you have me, you…"
The captain laughed
"We took you because it was convenient. That boy doesn't feel anything for anyone. You see, us pirates spend days at sea surrounded by other men. Having a woman on board is nice company" He began to circle her, eyeing her body hungrily. "And eventually you'll fetch us a nice price at some pirate port and be sold off to someone to be…well whatever they want you to be"
"Sold off?!" she did her best to get away from the captain
"But first…" He said with a cold laugh as his hand reached out and grabbed her hair. He pulled her close and put a gag on her mouth, then pushed her onto the bed and landed on her stomach.
Oh no Alice knew exactly what this captain was about to do. She kicked and tried to worm her way off the bed. She HAD to get away. Before she got far she felt the captain get onto the bed and he forcibly flipped her over. She began to beat at him with her tied hands. He roughly straightened her out on the bed so her head was on the pillows, then sat on her so she could no longer try to get away. She continued to hit his chest with her hands until he grabbed them and produced another rope. He tied one end of the rope to the bed and the other to her already bounded hands. She could no longer move her hands more than a few centimeters. He climbed off of her and went to the end of the bed. She kicked up at him with all her might. He smacked one leg away and caught the other. He then took rope from under the bed and tied her ankle to the bed, then did the same with the other ankle. She was completely stuck and unable to move. The captain took a step back and admired her frantic look of panic as she knew what was about to happen. He traced his hand up her leg. Alice screamed behind her gag and bucked her body as much as she could. The pirate climbed on top of her again. He whispered,
"Oh patients sugar…" He tucked some loose hair behind her ear, then his hands went to his belt. He undid it and took his pants right off. Then his underwear. Alice again tried to scream for help.
"It's no use little one" he said as he lifted up her skirt and pulled down her underwear. She wouldn't give up that easy. She continued to fight as much as she could and scream, behind her gag, but like the captain said, it was pointless. She was helpless. She didn't feel the same as when she was helpless beneath Pan that one night, Alice felt genuine fear. The captain inched his way up Alice's body and put his manhood on her face. She closed her eyes and turned her head away, but he simply repositioned himself and rubbed it on her face.
"I would take off your gag and let you have a taste, but I can't trust that you won't scream" he said to her. Tears formed in Alice's clasped shut eyes. She felt him move himself back down her body. She felt him line himself up with her center as his hands played with her breasts. He reached his hands up her shirt so he could have easier access to them. Before she knew it, he thrusted into her. Her eyes shot open and she screamed as tears rolled down her face. She continued to scream and cry and the pirate captain pumped himself into her. Seconds felt like hours for the helpless girl. Eventually he released himself into her and pulled out. Alice had her eyes closed as tears streamed down her face. She felt horrible. She was just some objectified thing for him to have his way with. She no longer felt like a person. The pirate climbed off her and redressed himself. He then untied her from the bed. He knew that she wouldn't fight him now. He had taken away her will to fight. He had defeated her. Fear that it would happen again, kept her from fighting. He took her off the bed and completely undressed her. He even untied her hands, but he left the gag on. He then rummaged around in the chest for a bit before producing a white dress that had clearly come from some other unfortunate girl. God only knew where she was now. The captain dressed her, tied her hands in front of her once more and marched her out on deck, like an animal on show at the circus. He pushed her to the front of the deck and made her stand up on a pedestal while the crew whooped and yelled things at her. She shivered as the night wind brushed her skin.
"Men! Time to set sail" The captain ordered. Alice looked to her left and saw that they hadn't left Neverland. A bit of hope formed in her stomach. She could still call for help. Her eyes scanned the crew to make sure none of them were directly watching her. She knew this was her one chance to cry for help. Maybe, just maybe a lost boy was on patrol and would hear her scream. If not…she didn't want to think about it. In a flash she put her hands up to her mouth and ripped off the gag. In that instant she had the chance to scream, or cry for help. But instead she cried out one word and even to her surprise, the word was not help.
"PETER!" She screamed as loud as she could. She saw guns from the pirate crew being drawn. This was it. She closed her eyes and felt someone pick her up. He heard the guns go off, then nothing. Was she dead? No. She heard the wind blowing and she could still feel someone holding her. She opened her eyes and found herself in Pan's arms at the top of a cliff. She couldn't read his emotion. She set her down and cut the rope from her hands. Her wrists were burnt from the rope and she had no doubt that her ankles looked the same. She was a good two feet from Pan when he cut the rope, but she suddenly had a flood of emotions because of what she had just been through. She burst into tears and launched herself into Pan's arms. She just wanted to feel safe. Pan took off his cloak and wrapped it around her like a shock blanket. She cried nonstop as Pan held her close and stroked her hair. He didn't know what had happened. After about ten minutes of this, Pan spoke softly
"You ran. You were running away again"
Alice pulled herself off of Pan's shoulder to look at him. Her teary eyes met his.
"No. Peter I wasn't…I wasn't running away I just needed a quiet place to think, I wasn't running" She pleaded for him to believe her as she cried. She was already ruined after what just happened to her, she couldn't take Pan's punishment. She would die. He looked into her eyes and at her tear stained face as she continued to cry and beg him to trust what she was saying.
"I believe you" he spoke as he pulled her into his shoulder once more, "It's going to be okay. You're safe now Alice."
When she looked up at him she noticed they were now in her cabin and not at the cliff's edge. She pulled herself off Peter once more, wrapped her arms around herself and held onto his cloak tightly. He reached for her, but she walked away from him and sat on her bed facing the corner without saying a word. He thought it was best to just leave her alone.